Mutated Tao Chapter 827: Bodhisattva

Chapter 827 Bodhisattva

Standing in the long queue, Feng Wanba had already licked his mouth for the sixth time. The aroma of food wafting from the soup kitchen in the distance made him swallow involuntarily.

Seeing that the number of people in front of him hadn't decreased after a long time, Feng Wanba finally experienced what it means to live like a year.

But he didn't dare to intervene indiscriminately, for fear of offending the masters, he directly asked him to go home without giving himself porridge.

Finally, after a long wait, it was Feng Wanba's turn. There is not much porridge, just a spoonful.

But when the spoonful of corn porridge was just put into the bowl, he never cared about the hotness, and just went to scoop it up with his hands.

This corn porridge is very clear, and some sawdust and minced meat are added to it.

But in Wan Ba's mouth, this food is an incomparably delicious delicacy. He obviously didn't put anything in it, but he felt that it was yellow and smooth, with a long aftertaste, full of fragrance, and it was better than anything he had eaten in the past .

When Feng Wanba, who had his eyes closed, sucked every one of his fingers clean, he slowly opened them and let out a long breath.

He was still very hungry, very very hungry, but the warmth in his stomach let him know that he would not be starved to death.

Feng Wanba didn't leave after licking the bowl of porridge.

Feng Wanba has a secret that no one tells anyone, that if the aroma of the porridge is inhaled too much, the essence of the porridge can be sucked away, this is what his grandfather said.

At this moment, he saw the great master in the temple come out and call for people to move things, he immediately lost his breath and ran over.

There is no pay to help the master move things, and anyone who feels that he still has the strength can go. Come and go as you please.

But Feng Wanba saw that the master who was shouting was surrounded by people, and everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement.

When they were selected by the master, some people jumped out with excitement.

Feng Wanba knew what these people wanted to do. They were vying to move things because they all wanted to see the Living Bodhisattva.

Since the person who transported the food came back, it has spread the news a long time ago. The food was transported by the living Bodhisattva who saved the suffering! That Bodhisattva came down to save them!

Everyone wants to see the real living Bodhisattva, and wants to enjoy the blessings of the Bodhisattva. It is rumored that after the person who saw the Bodhisattva last time came back, all the minor illnesses and calamities on his body were cured.

He wanted to see him too, so Feng Wanba squeezed in hard and raised his hands high.

"You, you, and you." Seeing the great monk pointing at him, Feng Wanba was so excited that he couldn't find the north.

When he got to Zhengde Temple, Feng Wanba still didn't calm down, he followed the discussions around him excitedly.

"Does the Bodhisattva really send food? Is there a lot of food? Will we not be hungry in the future?"

"What does a Bodhisattva look like?"

"I heard that this Bodhisattva is a man? Why is it a male Bodhisattva?"

"I heard that the Bodhisattva was a male before, but later became a female. Maybe the Bodhisattva is a hermaphrodite."

"You are looking for death! How dare you disrespect the Bodhisattva! What if he gets angry and doesn't send food? Kneel down and kowtow!"

While they were still discussing, a hole suddenly appeared in the air, and a sack of things was thrown out of it.

When the sack fell to the ground, the rustling sound made Feng Wanba's ears stand up instantly, it was the sound of corn! !

Back after bag of food was sent over, and one of the bags was cut open, and the corn rolled out of it made them instantly understand that this is the true Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering and the victims. coming!

Looking at the sacks of grain, Feng Wanba followed all of them, kneeling on the ground devoutly, bowing to the grain.

At this moment, the holes that appear from time to time in the sky are the manifestations of Bodhisattvas and miracles in their eyes.

Looking at everything in front of him, Feng Wanba didn't know what he was talking about for a while, but just shouted excitedly.

When the Bodhisattva in the red robe fell from the sky, everyone present cried and shouted at him.

There are omnipotent gods in charge of them, they have not been abandoned, they can survive!

"The ones with a single mark on the bag are the seeds! The ones without a mark are the grains. Hurry up and get people to plant the seeds as soon as possible." Li Huowang said to the approaching monk.

The cries around him made Li Huowang upset, he turned his head and yelled at them, "It's so noisy! Stand up with me!"

With a swish, all the people kneeling on the ground stood up. "Move all the food to the granary! If it's going to rain, it will all be soaked in water!"

Everyone started to move, even if they were still howling, they were howling while working.

"Where is your abbot?" Li Huowang asked the monk in front of him.

"Amitabha, the abbot is eating in the kitchen." Li Huowang raised his feet and walked towards that side with a cold face.

"Bodhisattva! What is your old man's name? I will go back and set up a shrine for you! From now on, I will offer incense and worship every day." Feng Wanba shouted loudly from behind.

"Zhuge Yuan!"

Soon Li Huowang found the abbot in the kitchen. He was sitting in front of the stove with a big bowl, eating meat bit by bit.

Some of the monks next to him are skillfully preparing the skin and deboning, processing the offal, and sliding it into a steaming cauldron.

"Are you still eating these?"

Zen Du put down the bowl and chopsticks. "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart. The Buddha and his elders will not blame him."

"I mean, since there is food now, you still eat these?" Li Huowang looked at the corpses churning in the pot with a slight frown.

"Food is always not enough. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The food should be given to the common people. This is enough for the poor monk. It doesn't matter. The poor monk also likes to eat rice and meat." Picking up a piece and stuffing it into his mouth, he chewed contentedly.

"I brought the seeds here this time, let people plant them quickly, let your people protect them, and don't let the hungry and crazy people eat the seedlings."

It is definitely not possible to rely on such a drop in the bucket to send the salary. Daliang's food is always limited. If you want to break the situation, it is always Daqi people who start to save themselves.

"Amitabha, thank you so much for the benefactor. There is a large piece of black land next to Youdu. It is planted and reaped three times a year. I will let people plant it."

After saying this, Zendu paused, and said again: "Benefactor, can you send more piglets than seeds?"

"After all, this flesh and blood is what we are good at, and it can make this pig grow faster and be ready for slaughter."

"People don't have to eat, how do you raise pigs?"

"Pigs can eat feces, and pigs can also eat dead people, why can't they be raised?" Chandu said quite naturally.

These words of the abbot of Zhengde Temple reminded Li Huowang of some past events.